ATM Ray J (Ft. Dria & Migos)

[Verse 1: Ray J]
See it in your eyes when you’re lookin' at me
Goddamn, I'm burnin' a hole through the middle of your Givenchy
You ain’t ready for this beast I be
Paired with a little Cognac, a little somethin' in my swisher sweet

[Refrain: Ray J]
I don’t understand why I feel this way
Got me feelin' like I'm in outer space
Swear I always been the type in the club that'll hold shit down
Caught up in the matrix, so far gone, don’t wake me now

[Chorus: Dria]
Don’t keep me waiting, I’m anticipating
Come meet me, baby, in this dream
You and me
I be the there safetly, come home when you need me
Got my arms wide open, I mean my legs wide open (with my)
Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
Hundreds in a bankroll, got me open 24
XO got me kinda throwed, kinda throwed, kinda throwed

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Beat it up, beat it up, beat it up
Like Michael Jackson, bout to beat it up
Got her legs open like an ATM, so I told her cash out on this spatula
You the baddest bitch in the club, right?
So I hit her with a left like fight night
In the club tight, diamonds shine on bright
Lookin' like I work at [?]
I’m the king, baby call me Elvis
Can a nigga see below your pelvis?
I didn’t come alone, I came with the felons
She want to take it to the next level, I’m a trendsetter
Baby living better, she want to see if I got real cheddar
My pockets so fat, look like nutty professor
The blue Benji’s make her feel better